Wednesday, December 01, 2010

Worlds Best Opening Quote (of a movie)

Of course, I've seen her films and always thought she was, well, fabulous -- but, you know, million miles from the world I live in. Which is here -- Notting Hill. My favourite bit of london. There's the market on weekdays, selling every fruit and vegetable known to man...The tattoo parlour -- with a guy outside who got drunk and now can't remember why he chose 'I Love Ken'...The racial hair-dressers where everyone comes out looking like the Cookie Monster, whether they want to or not...Then suddenly it's the weekend, and from break of day, hundreds of stalls appears out of nowhere, filling Portobello Road right up to Notting Hill Gate....and thousands of people buy millions of antiques, some genuine...... and some not so genuine. And what's great is that lots of friends have ended up in this part of London -- that's Tony, architect turned chef, who recently invested all the money he ever earned in a new restaurant...So this is where I spend my days and years -- in this small village in the middle of a city -- in a house with a blue door that my wife and I bought together... before she left me for a man who looked like Harrison Ford, only ...and where I now lead a strange half-life with a lodger called...Spike!

Friday, November 19, 2010

Stir It Well !!!

When in time,
travels my mind,
to-n-fro...
It all appears to be mine,
ahead or behind,
wonder, how far I wanna go

Friday, October 08, 2010

She is that Sunshine...

Walking on the beach, with a lazy style
she made it bend,
before i know, we covered that mile,
'nd my heart was mend

There was a time, when i looked around
but it was all dark
zing in her eyes lit a candle light
made'em fade, the old scar

She is that sunshine,
I have'been waiting for a long long time
took me to, that'old world'of mine
She is that sunshine.......

From my window, when i look outside
the grass is green and birds are white
now my door open to that beach
where waves come around to touch her feet
everything that glows is never out of reach ...

She is that sunshine,
I have'been waiting for a long long time
took me to, that'old world'of mine
She is that sunshine.......
She is that sunshine.......

PS : PayPal Office (Somewhere between 7-8 th Oct'10)

Monday, May 10, 2010

Slow Burning Inside A Waiting Room...

Years wait to ask her out,
then, one day decided & said it out-loud,

Moments wait for an answer to appear,
Will she Won't she, every blip was making it peer(unclear) ,

Mr.Yes arrived, with an uncertain note,
'Sometime' was the word, that she wrote

At the stroke of that some-time,
i found myself on platform no.9,
with a candle cake & wine,

looking outside from morning to noon,
i was slow buring inside a waiting room........

locked in winter's midnight gloom,
i was slow buring inside a waiting room........

Came & went were summer of april may & june,
i was slow buring inside a waiting room........

i was slow buring inside a waiting room........
i was slow buring inside a waiting room........

Thursday, April 08, 2010

I wish you could've stayed

When the river starts to get dry,
and tears start rolling from the eyes,
when the leaves, leave the trees, in the autumn sky,
and never return home even in the night,
when i fail after a hard days try,
and close myself behind those doors to cry,

I wish you could've stayed,
for a morning walk, for an evening talk
I wish you could've stayed,with a smile on your face, to fill every space
I wish you could've stayed,
I wish you could've stayed,

When on a fresh sunny day,I look outside,
just to find a strange mist rising high,
When it feels so lone and alone,
at most crowded street on my way back home,
When thought of happy days, bring on the pain,
and to break this haze, i need a lot of rain

I wish you could've stayed,
for a morning walk, for an evening talk
I wish you could've stayed,
with a smile on your face, to fill every space
I wish you could've stayed,
I wish you could've stayed,

Friday, February 12, 2010

Break-Up Blues

She left me loose on a stupid little table of that coffee shop,
Brusing my throat and breaking my heart with a mercy-less drop

She said 'I love you and will do it too till my dying day',
'But, can only do it in my way, so dont express or ask me to move around now'
'All i can give for good time sake, a handshake and a tender bow'

Ocean of emotions, that we filled without a break,
but your refusal in jest, cut it into a perfect fake

Even on those white roses, now your words can't stand
i have slipped my life on them, now i dont wanna understand

O'now I am on the loose,
this ocean's-a-cruze, where
truth is smear and rain is dear
i am sailing through my break up blues.....

i am sailing through my break up blues.....
i am sailing through my break up blues.....